Manila, Philippines

Manila, capital of the Philippines, is a city struggling with poverty, drug addiction and an interesting new President flexing his muscle on the world stage. Tourists do not seem to flock to Manila the way they do to other parts of the country and destinations touted in the guide books were sparsely attended. The much hyped Chinese Cemetery where there is whole neighborhood of mausoleums that boast of running water, electricity and even toilets was devoid of any tourist activity. Only cemetery workers, squatters and stray dogs were found walking the streets. Walking in Manila was deemed unsafe by the locals we surveyed, and taxi drivers repeatedly told us to lock the doors when entering the car. It was not unusual to see men carrying guns tucked in the waistband of their pants.

A side trip to the island of Corregidor to see the ruins of Fort Mills and to learn about the important role the island and fort played in WWII history reflects the imprint that the war continues to have over the area. Plus, no one lives on the island so it is quite peaceful.

The old walled city of Intramuros is a nice way to spend the afternoon seeing the sights and the many churches. Beware: if you turn down a wrong street you will find yourself in a shantytown. Or you can embrace the experience as we did and had our tuk-tuk driver take us past his makeshift home in the squatter area.

The best part of Manila were the people. The Filipino people are the warmest and kindest people with a wonderful and genuine laugh.

As one local stated, “We suggest to visitors to fly into Manila and catch the next flight to one of our islands. That is where the true beauty of the Philippines lies." My next visit to the Philippines I am going to heed their advice.